True Immortal of the Netherworld

The center of the Valley of Lost Souls.

The young man in green and the old man in black stood facing each other.

"With a sword, ghosts cry, thousands of ghosts chant, heavenly ghosts inherit, sword spirits obey orders..." Xu Yang's magic formula popped up, "Ten thousand punishments! Return to the Lord!"

"A white lotus sword, a mountain hegemonic body, a green lotus Taoist master, and a sword spirit that obeys orders..." Qing Guzi exhaled a breath of essence, "Nine Peaks! Return to the Lord!"

The black and white sword spirits heard their master's summoning spell and stopped fighting.

Their figures turned into black and white streams of light respectively and fell on their respective masters' bodies.

Xu Yang's side.

The dark wind is hunting, and ghosts are crying.

When the black wind subsided, his green clothes were dyed ink.

There is a pale golden ghost curse mark on the exposed neck, and a small black sword-shaped mark between the eyebrows.

He looked down at his open hands.

The surface of his hands was covered with golden lines like leaf veins, and gurgling black ghostly energy overflowed like burning black flames.

"Is this the body of all ghosts? It feels full of power, and my soul power is burning!"

Xu Yang raised one hand, a cloud of ghostly energy rose up, and he held the Devil Weeping Sword in his hand.

Green millet side.

Almost at the same time as Xu Yang, he completed the technique of returning the sword spirit to its master.

At this moment, his original black robe turned into snow-white color, and there was a green lotus mark between his eyebrows.

Although his hair has turned white, his appearance still looks much younger.

Qing Guzi held the White Lotus Sword in his right hand and said with satisfaction:

"My body seems to have returned to when I was young. To be precise, it is a state of rebirth. Not only do I have a young body, but I also have strength that transcends age."

The two sword masters held their respective long swords and pointed the sword tips at each other at the same time.

When the sword cultivator points the sword in his hand at the opponent, he is putting his dignity on the line.

At this time, dignity is even more important than life.

The two of them didn't speak, they just pointed the tips of their swords at each other. Even the passing wind didn't dare to disturb them, and their clothes hung like plastic.

The whole world seemed to freeze.

Suddenly!

The black and white figures disappeared from the place at the same time.

next moment!

Two groups of breath, one black and one white, jumped out from somewhere in the void at the same time.

The black ghost aura rolled around, and the black-clothed swordsman took one step forward, and a ghost figure behind him roared angrily.

The white spiritual energy exploded, the white-clothed sword cultivator flashed, and the phantom of the Green Lotus Master swirled and bloomed behind him.

Two sword cultivators attack at the same time!

The arm is straight, the sword is straight, and a line is thrust out!

The tips of the two long swords were in a straight line!

On the tip of the black sword, a black bright spot swirled rapidly, and then exploded instantly.

"Kendo-One Style Devil May Cry!"

The power of thousands of ghosts crowded in a very small space found a gap to rush out, and the sword energy turned into ghosts and rushed out.

For a moment, thousands of ghosts roared, black lightning flashed wildly, Hades descended, and black winds filled the sky and earth.

On the tip of the white sword, a white bright spot flashed, taking on the shape of a white lotus bud, and then exploded instantly.

"The Way of the Sword—Zhantian Bailian!"

The eternal divine power accumulated in the white lotus bud is released.

For a moment, a thousand petals bloomed, white electricity spit out the pistil, and the Tao realm came to the world, with dark yellow and white light.

The squeaking sound of the black and white sword energy cutting into each other was like thousands of strange birds screaming at the same time.

Black clothes and white clothes, black swords and white swords divide the world into black and white.

Black and white sword energy entangled and exploded, and holes in the void were poked out.

In mid-air, the swordsmanship was locked in an endless stalemate.

Qing Guzi's eyes turned cold, the green lotus seal between his eyebrows flickered, and he said sternly: "Xu Yang, go to hell!"

Suddenly, circles of white light rose from the white sword.

These white rays of light reached out from the tip of the sword, penetrated the sword energy barrier on Xu Yang's side like nothing, and landed directly on Xu Yang's right arm holding the sword.

Puff puff puff, puff puff puff.

White silk cutting!

Xu Yang exclaimed: "It's the power of the law of cutting!"

Everything seems too late.

Blood lines burst out from his right arm, and he flew backwards, smashing into more than a dozen rocks before he came to a halt.

Bang!

The fingers of Xu Yang's right hand loosened and the Devil Weeping Sword fell to the ground.

His right arm was bleeding profusely, and he couldn't even lift his fingers.

Qing Guzi succeeded with the sword and said:

"Xu Yang, you are the first person who can still stand after being severely injured by my Bailian sword. However, your right arm is disabled. How can you compete with me in swordsmanship when you can't even pick up the sword? I have already won this bet.”

Big beads of sweat rolled down Xu Yang's face, a hint of stubbornness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said:

"Who says I can't hold a sword?"

As he spoke, he leaned down and picked up the Ghost Qi Sword on the ground with his left hand. The tip of the sword pointed at Qing Guzi opposite again.

There was no fear on his face, only a fighting spirit that refused to admit defeat.

"Hahaha," Qing Guzi laughed contemptuously, "Since you are so persistent, I will cripple your left hand again."

As he spoke, Qing Guzi raised his right hand, and the tip of the White Lotus Sword pointed at Xu Yang again.

Xu Yang said loudly: "Our bet has just begun. It's still unclear who will have the last laugh."

Qing Guzi said: "Really? When you were hit by my sword, you lost more than just your left hand, right? If you hadn't retreated in time, half of your body would have been broken. Even so, your soul must have been damaged. This is the suppression of the power of law. Although your sword power is almost the same as mine, I have an overwhelming advantage in the power of law."

Xu Yang's body trembled, a bright red color overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he thought to himself:

"Indeed, I injured more than just my right arm with the sword just now. Fortunately, I was prepared. The moment I drew the sword, I prepared my momentum and retreated in advance. Although my soul was injured, I am glad that it is not serious."

Qing Guzi said: "What? Vomiting blood? With this next sword, I will not only cut off one of your left arms, but also penetrate your heart. The black and white book on your head will soon fall on this In the hands of real people.”

Xu Yang quickly calculated in his mind:

"In the world of cultivation, the only thing that can cope with the power of one law is the power of another law. To defeat Qing Guzi's power of cutting laws, you must come up with a power that is stronger than his. Although I don't have it, but The book of black and white on my head has.

The Book of Black and White said that if you want to control it, you must have the body of a god - a true ghost. My current body is the body of a sword spirit that incorporates the power of all ghosts, but it is far from the body of a god—a real ghost. If you want to awaken the Book of Black and White, and rely on the power of its laws, you must at least have a power close to that of a god—a true ghost. "

"There is nothing that I, Xu Xiaoxian, cannot do."

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and the Nascent Soul villain in the Zifu space in his body suddenly became active.

At this moment, the Nascent Soul villain's right arm was hanging down, and it was obvious that he had been severely injured by the sword just now.

The Nascent Soul villain made a secret with his left hand, spitting out a stream of light golden natal essence from his mouth, which landed on the Yaobian Tianmu fairy lamp opposite.

Ding dong!

The fairy lamp made a crisp sound, and the shadow of the blue dragon inside jumped out.

The shadow of the Canglong circled around the Zifu space, and then penetrated into the dark chaos on the opposite side.

This dark chaos came from the previous Fengdu Formation.

The skeleton of the Holy Dark Dragon hidden in the darkness and chaos is blessed by the power of the blue dragon.

Chaos stirred, the Holy Dark Dragon was resurrected, and the powerful ancient true ghost power overflowed.

All the bones in Xu Yang's body were heard creaking, and the back of his clothes was torn, giving birth to a pair of huge ghost wings.

At this moment, a voice sounded above Xu Yang's head:

"Congratulations, Master Xu Yang, you have obtained the divine-real ghost physique."

Xu Yang reached out and grabbed the book of black and white, stuffed it into his mouth, his throat bulged, and it entered his belly.

The Book of Black and White sank quickly, and finally got into the dark chaos in his Zifu space.

"ah--"

Xu Yang roared wildly, and the huge black wings behind him flapped, and the man appeared in mid-air, standing apart from Qing Guzi.

Qing Guzi frowned when he saw Xu Yang's change, a look of white blade flashed in his eyes, and said:

"Xu Yang, I wonder if your kid has any dealings with Pluto? Look at what you are like now. You are neither a human nor a ghost. You have swallowed the Book of Black and White, so I will put it away from your stomach and put it away. take out."

The two sword cultivators pointed their sword tips at each other again.

Draw your sword!

"Kendo - One Style Devil May Cry!"

"The Way of the Sword - Bai Lian Zhan Tian!"

The same technique collides again!

Rolling black and white circles exploded, and the shock wave flattened the mountains below and swept hundreds of miles.

Gradually, the black sword energy began to eat away at the white sword energy.

Qing Guzi was a little panicked, and hurriedly used all the power of law he could use to support his sword moves.

His white robe suddenly tore open, and powerful soul power burst out.

White threads of light jumped out from Qing Guzi's wrist and passed forward on the white sword.

Immediately, the white light threads woven into a white snake, with a lump of flesh on the white snake's head resembling the shape of a white lotus.

"The Way of the Sword - White Snake Zhantian!"

Sword moves upgraded!

The white sword energy began to rebound, and in turn suppressed the black sword energy.

"The Book of Life and Death, the Book of Black and White, it's up to you."

In Xu Yang's Zifu space, a dragon roar came from the dark chaos, and a new chapter opened in the Book of Black and White.

"The law of life and death - wheel!"

"The law of life and death—return!"

The wings behind Xu Yang's back flapped suddenly, his body rushed forward, and the Devil Weeping Sword in his left hand thrust forward.

The tip of the sword spit out black threads of law light, woven into the shape of a dark dragon, and bit out.

"The Way of the Sword - The Dark Dragon and the Devil Cry!"

The same sword move upgrade!

The two sides' sword moves blessed with the power of law collided, and the white snake and the black dragon collided.

After a while, the black dragon began to devour the white snake.

The white snake collapsed and the black dragon continued to charge forward.

But just when the black dragon was about to hit Qing Guzi's body, it turned into a phantom and disappeared.

Xu Yang's body stopped in mid-air, the black sword in his hand was stretched straight, and his vision became blurred.

Qing Guzi’s eyes were dull:

"This? How is this possible? Could it be that Xu Yang has understood the law of life and death? That is a more powerful existence than my cutting law. Is he Xu Yang? Maybe he is the body of Pluto. "

The sword technique was broken, and the power of the law came back.

Puff puff.

Qing Guzi's soul was counterattacked by the power of the Cutting Law, and the acupoints all over his body exploded, turning into a bloody man in the blink of an eye.

His consciousness became blurred, and memories flashed through his mind.

Qingguzi's father is an elite disciple of Qinglian Dojo. However, during the war with the tribes in the southern region, he fell in love with a hostile woman with the body of a wood demon.

Not long after they gave birth to twins, they both died on the battlefield.

These twins are extremely talented, possessing the body of a wood demon and the body of a white lotus respectively.

The master of Qinglian Dojo at that time saw that the two children had special physiques, so he forcibly accepted them as a pair of disciples.

The one with the body of the wood demon is Qing Guzi, and the one with the body of the white lotus is his brother.

"My brother, what is your dream?"

"My dream is to become a true swordsman. I heard Master said that that was the goal our father pursued during his lifetime."

"You can definitely do it. Your talents and accomplishments as a sword cultivator far surpass mine."

"My brother, what is your dream?"

"My, my dream? Is to be with you, my brother, forever."

Under the setting sun, on the hillside, the two brothers held hands.

The image of memory cracked like a broken mirror.

Qing Guzi spit out a mouthful of bright red, raised a smile on his lips, and murmured: "My brother, we will always be together."

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

White threads of light emerged from Qing Guzi's heart veins, stirring ruthlessly.

In just a moment, his body turned into nothingness.

Under the setting sun, on the originally empty hillside, there were two figures, black and white, holding hands side by side.

...

In mid-air, Xu Yang's body transformed back into the original boy in green.

"Controlling the power of laws in the Book of Life and Death is already my limit."

His eyes went dark and his body plummeted.